Judith and Phillip

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Phillip loved Judith. Not liked, but loved. Even in the third grade, when such feelings weren’t supposed to stir in boys. He loved her dark brown hair, with its pageboy cut and bangs, the way it moved when she shook her head. He loved her brown eyes that sparkled under the fluorescent lights of the classroom, the brown freckles strewn across her nose and cheeks, and most of all her smile when she looked at him. 

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